
When the purple evening shadows 
Darken over grassy meadows 
Settle down on dewy meadows 
Where the daisies grow 
When the silent stars are brightening 
Then like sparks of tiny lightening 
Vivid sparks of harmless lightening 
Swarms of fireflies glowing 
In the dark entrancing, dancing 
As if living stars came dancing 
As if twinkling stars came dancing, 
Thousands of them there 
Every merry little fellow 
Wears a lamp of greenish yellow 
Soft and cool and bright and mellow 
Gleaming in the air 
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